Suzanna Owiyo, Sheila Mwanyigha condole Carol Radull on her loss

Radio host and sports fanatic, Carol Radull yesterday moved many to tears with her emotional triute to her late father, six years after his demise.

“Six years have just flown by like that. We love you and we all miss you Dad. But we know you are in a better place resting in peace. 17.07.38 – 19.05.13 #CancerSoldier #CancerWarrior,”she wrote.

Her Insta family and a few Kenyan celebrities joined Carol in remembering her father, Mr Alex Radull who lost his battle to cancer in 2013.

sheilamwanyigha 🤗🤗🤗

suzannaowiyo It is well 🙏🏾

dennis_otieno254 Take heart Nyabondo!

musalia1 My deep ,sincere and heartfelt condolences. Be strong and all will be well.

ben_amji May his soul continue resting in eternal peace….

shaz_leah May your dad’s soul continue resting in perfect peace… Take heart ♥

Last year, coupled with this old photo, the lass wrote a moving tribute to her late dad.

“Allow me to tell you a story about this photo. There was a time when if you wanted a cool family photo you had to go to a photo studio in town; the most popular being Ramogi’s near Kenya Cinema or in Kisumu. This was one of those days when my parents cleaned us up and we drove from Bondo to Kisumu to take a rare studio photo. And for Mr and Mrs Radull, the photo was well thought out and had to be perfect. Now unlike today when you can see the photo that’s been taken and if you don’t like then you take another; no-one would be able to see the photo until it had been printed.

So imagine the surprise and annoyance on my parents’ faces when the photo came out and I had rolled down my socks because frankly I hated pulling my socks up (they tickled me) and I hated shoes – period – and had unbuckled my shoes because I felt I had worn them for too long. I was 7 and outside of school I would be permanently barefoot.

My brother Robert was also in trouble because he put his hands in his pockets.
Years later though when we were sitting at home in our living room where the photo hung; my Dad suddenly said “I love this photo just the way it is. It shows Robert’s rebellious character and Carol’s independence. If Carol isn’t comfortable; she speaks up; sometimes with her actions. In this case; she clearly hated socks and shoes.” Mum agreed and we all laughed about it. It was a relief though knowing that I hadn’t ruined our last studio family photo.
My small brother George died of Cancer on 15th May 1987. My brother Robert died in November 1998. My Dad passed away also from cancer on May 19th, 2013. Today in Bondo we hold family prayers for them. It’s been difficult for the Radull Ladies without the strength of our brothers and father around. My Mum and my sis are my rock! That’s how I manage.

I really miss my brothers and especially my Dad. Dad had a way of making me believe that everything would be alright; especially when I felt I had made a mistake in life and rolled down my socks. I was far from being a perfect daughter or sister but he made all his children feel perfect. I miss his unconditional love.”

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Back in 2016, the football fanatic recounted a few lessos she learnt from her da.

‘He taught me to be independent’

Never be afraid to try something new and to be different. When my father’s colleagues were all becoming teachers, doctors and lawyers in the 1960’s, he took up mining and was one of the first fully qualified Kenyan mining engineers.

When I tackled a male-dominated world in sports broadcasting more than a decade ago, he was there to cheer me up.

Independence: My father said it was important for women to have independence, at least when single. When I got married, he advised me to shed some of that independence to allow another person to share my life. Now my husband and I depend on each other and that’s how my father said it should be.

Prayer: He prayed every day of his life and as he put it, daily prayer was not an option. He said even when you didn’t think you had a need, it was important to just give thanks to God for life’s blessings. Today, as I talk, eat and sleep football, I thank my father for his words that I should never be afraid of being different from the rest.

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